First Love
Many years ago, when I was 18 I married the man who saved my life. I loved him desperately at the time, thought I couldn’t draw breath without his smile. Because we were good together but we were also...
View ArticleOn My Knees
I haven’t forgiven this doesn’t mean I want them dead it just means I don’t forgive their violence. It also means I think sometimes, those days when crawling out of bed are so hard, I want them to hurt...
View ArticleNo Restraint
Paul Ryan, the other half of the Romney ticket is an adherent of Ayn Rand and her watershed novel Atlas Shrugged. If you haven’t ever read Atlas Shrugged, you might wonder why this is so frightening...
View ArticleAll that is Good
Gratitude Appreciation Thankfulness I allowed my anniversary to pass without much fanfare, mostly because I wanted to sit back and consider all that had happened in the past year. Where I began and...
View ArticleGet off the Funk Train
There are times when it feels the world is working against you, this year has been like that for me and I couldn’t put my finger on it. Each time I tried the reason, the cause for my angst slipped...
View ArticleSoaring through Turbulence
My friends have been worried, so have been my dearly beloved and my children. Admittedly, I have been on a bit of a tear lately about all the things wrong, all the things pulling my spirit spiraling...
View ArticleWhat I think in Retrospect
Today is New Year’s Day 2013; we survived the Mayan Apocalypse as we have so many other predictions of the end of the world. I kept asking people to send me their valuables for safekeeping, just in...
View ArticleLessons Snap
As part of my attempt to clear clutter in my office and find the many individual pieces of a story to weave into a tapestry, I found something else. I found something I had posted in the early days of...
View ArticleMaking of Me
What if someone asked you today to define yourself, all that is you, who you are and what makes up the core of you. Could you do it? One of my favorite bloggers, Rebecca “Sweet Mother” Donohue, did...
View ArticleDreams of You
Everything I wanted was a dream of you. The you I saw in pictures on the beach, when both of us were younger and smiled whenever we were together; it wasn’t often maybe that was why we smiled. The you...
View ArticleOne of those Days
There are days, weeks even when your heart, mind and body feel in tune with the world around you. You start every morning energized, even before that first cup of coffee you nearly dance from bed to...
View ArticleWhat Do You Want to Be
“What do you want to be when you grow up?” Remember when adults asked this question? What did you say? If you were a little girl, was it something normal and expected or did the adult asking stare at...
View ArticleNot the Right Things
Recently I have been giving a great deal of thought to the idea of how we move through the world. Not our physical movement, though this is important but rather our emotional, intellectual and...
View ArticleConundrums Demystified
The other day I was sitting at Starbucks waiting for my customized travel coffee to be served up. I stop each Sunday at the front end of my three plus hour drive to Houston for a Trenta (can someone...
View ArticleChoices are Terrible
Fear is a terrible thing. The stories we tell ourselves of what will happen if we do or do not do certain things can spin out of control in our own heads. If we have any imagination our internal...
View ArticleWallowing, Not
Toxicity, I have had that in abundance recently and I have allowed it to color my world, including my view of self. I have curled into myself, finding my bed and sleep the only place of safety, every...
View ArticleChoosing Integrity
”The integrity of the upright shall guide them: but the perverseness of the transgressors shall destroy them.” Proverbs 11.3 KJV I like that Proverb, what about you? Though I am not big on the Bible,...
View ArticleNot Strong
It is all I can do not to stay in bed all day every day. That seems to be the safest and most secure place in the entire world, my bed. I do not want to get up, for anything but a fresh cup of coffee...
View ArticleWhen I was Twenty-One
Elyse at Fifty Four and a Half asked a series of questions I nearly didn’t answer, despite promising I would. When I began answering them, I realized it was hard looking back. History, even our own...
View ArticleServed Grown Up Please
My friend Red and I talk often, truthfully nearly every day. Through this recent tsunami, that has been my life I found I have no nearby support system. This has been eye opening; it has also made it...
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